Summary: Hermione goes back to Hogwarts as Head Girl. She wants to
desperately find the one that was meant for her this year, but when she
finds out who head boy is, she thinks everything will go wrong. Draco
Malfoy is Head Boy. His father wants him to become what he is (read and
you'll find out, but you should already know.), but Draco has something
else in mind. When he disobeys his father and runs off for school, he puts
not only his life in danger, but the life of three others; Hermione, her
mother, and her father. What happens when they fall in love, and Lucius
finds out? Dun dun dun . . .
Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk, hands folded, and chin rested upon them. They eyes behind his half moon spectacles were moving left to right, or right to left, depending on which way you were facing. They stopped, but he didn't look up from the piece of parchment he had been reading. Nobody spoke for a few moments.
"Er- professor? What's going to happen? What are we going to do?"
"Miss Granger, I assure you, nothing horrible will happen too soon. I will contact the other professors, and we will have a meeting." Dumbledore said quietly.
"But we need to act fast, who knows what's-"
"Miss Granger, calm down. The other professors and I will talk about it, and devise a plan. Once we are done, I shall report it to you straight away, and we shall take things from there. Now, this has been a long day for the two of you, I'm sure you must be very tired, much like myself. So, if you'll excuse me-" He stood up from his desk. "I would like to get some sleep."
Hermione and Draco stood up as well, and turned to leave.
"Miss Granger-" Hermione looked back. "I would just like you to know, we will work as hard as we can to get your parents back." Hermione nodded, and left. Draco was waiting outside.
*Don't cry, Hermione, your stronger than that.*
"They'll get your parents back, don't worry." He said. Hermione couldn't hold it in anymore. She burst into tears, and flung herself around Draco. He staggered back a little from the force.
"Oh Draco! I d-don't know w-what I'm going t-to d-do! I just- I can't l- live without th-them. I just want t-to d-die!" she sobbed on Draco's shoulder. "They're g-going to die! I j-just know it! I m-might as w-well too! Just bring m-me to your f-father; h-he can do it f-for me!"
"No, Hermione, you just need some rest. Come one, were going back to our room.
"N-no! I d-don't want to y-yet." She pulled away from him wiping her tears.
"Yes, you need some rest, come on." He went to grab her arm, but she pulled away.
"No! I'll go when I'm ready!" She yelled, and ran out the door. Draco went after her, but nobody was there. He listened for footsteps, and sure enough he heard them heading towards the entrance hall. When he got there, it was empty as well, but the door that led to the grounds just snapped shut. He walked out, and saw Hermione's figure growing more and more distant, walking into the darkness. She was headed for the forest.
~What the *hell* is she doing? ~ Hermione had started to climb a tree, and it had just dawned on him at what she was about to do. ~No. She's going to jump. ~ The tree looked at least 20 or 30 feet high. Draco started to run as fast as he could toward her, screaming at the top of his lungs.
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*I want to die. I want to die. I need to die!* Hermione ran out the front doors at top speed, knowing Draco was following her. *What am I going to do?* she stopped to look around *Trees . . . I'll jump!* she ran over to the nearest tree and started to climb, when she heard a voice screaming behind her.
"Hermione! What the *hell* are you doing?! Get down from there!" She ignored Draco, and continued with her climbing. Draco reached the tree, panting hard. "Fine! . . . If our not coming down, then I'm coming up! And if you jump . . . Then. . . Then I'll jump too!" He started to climb the tree after her.
She noticed this and stopped. "You don't care! I'm going to end up dieing anyway right? So why not now?" she called down to him.
"I do care!" Draco said before he had time to think about it.
Hermione didn't know what to say. "W-what?"
"Well, you know, we're friends, and friends care about each other, r- right?"
"Oh, y-yeah. They do." She said, a little disappointed. She didn't know why, but could she possibly have feelings for him? He had changed, after all. No more mudblood, no more Granger, now she was Hermione and he cared about her. But, only as a friend. Right, of course. Only, is that how she felt?
~Am I really feeling like this? Do I *like* her? I can't believe I'm even thinking this. She'll always be just a friend, Right? ~
"Look, would you just-come down from there?" Draco asked, a few branches below. "Killing yourself isn't going to solve anything. Your parents aren't dead and we *will* get them back. Has one of Dumbledore's plans ever failed?" Hermione thought about this. *well, he is right.*
"Fine. Look out, I'm coming down." Suddenly there was a flash of lightning, a roll of thunder, and rain started pouring down. Draco was only a few feet off the ground, so he jumped. Hermione, unfortunately, had to climb down the slippery branches. She made it down the fist few, but then slipped. She closed her eyes and waited for the moment she would hit the hard ground, but it didn't come. Instead, a pair of muscular arms caught her. Hermione looked up into Draco's eyes. Draco looked down into Hermione's eyes. It was a while before any one spoke. They just sat there, in the pouring rain, staring into each other's eyes.
"I hate when it rains." Hermione said at last.
"Yeah, me too. Come on, let's get inside." Draco put Hermione down, and they started to the castle at a run.
Hermione started up the steps that led to the sixth floor, Draco however, didn't move.
"Are you coming?" Hermione asked.
"Not yet. I'll meet you up there later."
"Er . . . okay." Draco walked down a darker staircase that Hermione had never been down before. *where is he going?* she wondered as she made her way up to the dormitory. When she got there, she took a quick shower, and fell asleep fairly fast, given what had happened that night.
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Draco made his way down the dark staircase, into an even darker stone corridor. He stopped at a painting of a man in his late forties, sitting at a round table by himself, liqueur bottles littering the floor.
"Imperius." The portrait swung open to reveal the Slytherin common room. Just as he suspected, Pansy Parkinson was the first to greet him.
"Oh Draco! You need to visit more! Was it that mudblood? I bet she's trying to take you from me! Nobody can ruin us though! We're the perfect couple!" she shrieked.
"First of all Pansy, I need to be doing my head job, second of all, no it wasn't the mud- it wasn't her. She's not trying to do anything. And would you get off me?! We are *not* a couple. Not now, not *ever*! So just, stay away from me!" Draco said coldly. Pansy burst into tears, and ran up to her dormitory. He looked around the common room, and all the girls were staring at him in disbelief. The next to come over were Crabbe and Goyle.
"Yeah, what's up with you and the mudblood anyway? I've been seeing you two around each other a lot, even if she is head girl." Goyle said.
"Nothing, I just- I have to go." Draco said. He couldn't tell them that he and Hermione had become friends. They would report it to his father, who would *not* like it at all.
Draco turned and walked out the portrait hole. ~what was the point of that? Well, at least now I've got Pansy off my back. Where do I go now? Library's closed, it's raining outside. Might as well go back to the dormitory. I hope Hermione's asleep. I don't feel like talking. I'm too tired. So much has happened today, and it's only what, the first day back? Well, at least tomorrow's Saturday. I can sleep late. ~ "Sugar quill." He walked in to an empty common room. He heard faint snores coming from Hermione's room, and laughed. ~She snores. I guess she's *not* all that perfect. ~
____ A voice was calling her. It sounded familiar, but she just couldn't place it. "Hermione, come to me."
"Where are you?" she asked.
"Out here. Hermione. Come to me, Hermione."
"She walked out of the entrance hall, onto the dark grounds, and looked around. Then she saw him; a hooded figure standing by the lake. Slowly, she walked over. When she reached to stranger, he grabbed her hand. "Who are you?"
He ignore Hermione's question. "Come with me." He started walking along to shoreline of the lake, still holding her hand.
"Where are we going?" Hermione asked.
"Shh. You'll see." They stopped at boat. "Come on." He pulled her in. The stranger rowed them to the middle of the lake. It was lit by the moon, and it looked beautiful.
"Who are you?" she asked again. She still couldn't see his face. It was too dark.
"It's me." He said, and pulled down his hood. Hermione gasped.
"Draco?"
"Yes."
"Wh-what's going on?"
"I need to tell you something."
"What?"
"Hermione, I love you. And I can understand if you-"
"No. I do. I love you too, Draco."
The two leaned in. Closer. Closer. They were an inch apart.
BANG.
There was a flash of blue light, and the steady lake turned into a giant whirlpool. Hermione lost her balance on the boat, and fell in. She was swirling round and round, getting sucked into the middle.
"Hermione! NO!" Draco tried to jump in after her, but was stopped by a hand grabbing his arm.
"Now, now Draco, I don't think the dark lord would be too pleased if he found out you sacrificed your life for a filthy little mudblood." Said Lucius Malfoy.
"Let go of me you bastard! I don't care what that ass thinks! I love her!" Draco yelled. Hermione was fighting to stay above water. She wanted to hear this.
"And I hate you too! You filthy scumbag!"
"I've heard enough from you! How dare you insult me boy! You will pay! Just like your mother did! Avada Ked-"
"NOOOO!!" Hermione screamed. There was a flash of green light, and Draco's lifeless body fell into the water. "Nooo! No!" Hermione kept screaming. Tears were falling from her eyes.
"You girl! You filthy mudblood slut! You have corrupted my son! You will pay as well!" He reached his hand out, and Hermione flew from the water, onto the boat. He grabbed her by the neck, and pulled out his wand.
"Nooo!!! Let go of me! Let go of me!"
"Hermione! Hermione!!"
"Let go of me!"
"Hermione wake up! It's me." He shook her awake.
Hermione jerked back to life. Draco was sitting in front of her, holding her arms. "I heard you screaming and I came running! Are you okay? What happened?"
"Oh my god. Oh my god." She was breathing heavily and tears were flowing freely down her face. "The-the lake . . . and-and Lucius . . . Blue light . . . I-I fell . . . swirling whirlpool. . . He got you and w-went for m-me." She sobbed.
"Whoa, Hermione, calm down. Just start from the beginning."
Hermione told him about the dream, only she left out the 'I love you' part, and the fact that they almost kissed.
"-I was just so scared, you know? All I could do was scream." Hermione was bawling.
"Shh, it's okay. It's okay, it was only a dream. It never happened." This time, Draco was the one that hugged Hermione. She was a little stunned at first, but hugged him back. They sat like that for a while, and Hermione fell asleep on Draco's shoulder. He lied her back down, and went to get the blankets off his bed. He figured he should be there just in case she dreamed again.
Draco set up his blanket's on the armchair in Hermione's room. ~She looks so peaceful when she's sleeping. ~
"I think I do love you Hermione, not just in your dreams." He said quietly.
Apparently Hermione wasn't asleep. She smiled broadly, and rolled over to her side. *He loves me* If it was possible, her smile grew bigger just by thinking of what just happened. ___________
A/n: how was that? It took me a while, even thought I know it's kinda short. Please Review!!
*tfsbaby*
Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk, hands folded, and chin rested upon them. They eyes behind his half moon spectacles were moving left to right, or right to left, depending on which way you were facing. They stopped, but he didn't look up from the piece of parchment he had been reading. Nobody spoke for a few moments.
"Er- professor? What's going to happen? What are we going to do?"
"Miss Granger, I assure you, nothing horrible will happen too soon. I will contact the other professors, and we will have a meeting." Dumbledore said quietly.
"But we need to act fast, who knows what's-"
"Miss Granger, calm down. The other professors and I will talk about it, and devise a plan. Once we are done, I shall report it to you straight away, and we shall take things from there. Now, this has been a long day for the two of you, I'm sure you must be very tired, much like myself. So, if you'll excuse me-" He stood up from his desk. "I would like to get some sleep."
Hermione and Draco stood up as well, and turned to leave.
"Miss Granger-" Hermione looked back. "I would just like you to know, we will work as hard as we can to get your parents back." Hermione nodded, and left. Draco was waiting outside.
*Don't cry, Hermione, your stronger than that.*
"They'll get your parents back, don't worry." He said. Hermione couldn't hold it in anymore. She burst into tears, and flung herself around Draco. He staggered back a little from the force.
"Oh Draco! I d-don't know w-what I'm going t-to d-do! I just- I can't l- live without th-them. I just want t-to d-die!" she sobbed on Draco's shoulder. "They're g-going to die! I j-just know it! I m-might as w-well too! Just bring m-me to your f-father; h-he can do it f-for me!"
"No, Hermione, you just need some rest. Come one, were going back to our room.
"N-no! I d-don't want to y-yet." She pulled away from him wiping her tears.
"Yes, you need some rest, come on." He went to grab her arm, but she pulled away.
"No! I'll go when I'm ready!" She yelled, and ran out the door. Draco went after her, but nobody was there. He listened for footsteps, and sure enough he heard them heading towards the entrance hall. When he got there, it was empty as well, but the door that led to the grounds just snapped shut. He walked out, and saw Hermione's figure growing more and more distant, walking into the darkness. She was headed for the forest.
~What the *hell* is she doing? ~ Hermione had started to climb a tree, and it had just dawned on him at what she was about to do. ~No. She's going to jump. ~ The tree looked at least 20 or 30 feet high. Draco started to run as fast as he could toward her, screaming at the top of his lungs.
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*I want to die. I want to die. I need to die!* Hermione ran out the front doors at top speed, knowing Draco was following her. *What am I going to do?* she stopped to look around *Trees . . . I'll jump!* she ran over to the nearest tree and started to climb, when she heard a voice screaming behind her.
"Hermione! What the *hell* are you doing?! Get down from there!" She ignored Draco, and continued with her climbing. Draco reached the tree, panting hard. "Fine! . . . If our not coming down, then I'm coming up! And if you jump . . . Then. . . Then I'll jump too!" He started to climb the tree after her.
She noticed this and stopped. "You don't care! I'm going to end up dieing anyway right? So why not now?" she called down to him.
"I do care!" Draco said before he had time to think about it.
Hermione didn't know what to say. "W-what?"
"Well, you know, we're friends, and friends care about each other, r- right?"
"Oh, y-yeah. They do." She said, a little disappointed. She didn't know why, but could she possibly have feelings for him? He had changed, after all. No more mudblood, no more Granger, now she was Hermione and he cared about her. But, only as a friend. Right, of course. Only, is that how she felt?
~Am I really feeling like this? Do I *like* her? I can't believe I'm even thinking this. She'll always be just a friend, Right? ~
"Look, would you just-come down from there?" Draco asked, a few branches below. "Killing yourself isn't going to solve anything. Your parents aren't dead and we *will* get them back. Has one of Dumbledore's plans ever failed?" Hermione thought about this. *well, he is right.*
"Fine. Look out, I'm coming down." Suddenly there was a flash of lightning, a roll of thunder, and rain started pouring down. Draco was only a few feet off the ground, so he jumped. Hermione, unfortunately, had to climb down the slippery branches. She made it down the fist few, but then slipped. She closed her eyes and waited for the moment she would hit the hard ground, but it didn't come. Instead, a pair of muscular arms caught her. Hermione looked up into Draco's eyes. Draco looked down into Hermione's eyes. It was a while before any one spoke. They just sat there, in the pouring rain, staring into each other's eyes.
"I hate when it rains." Hermione said at last.
"Yeah, me too. Come on, let's get inside." Draco put Hermione down, and they started to the castle at a run.
Hermione started up the steps that led to the sixth floor, Draco however, didn't move.
"Are you coming?" Hermione asked.
"Not yet. I'll meet you up there later."
"Er . . . okay." Draco walked down a darker staircase that Hermione had never been down before. *where is he going?* she wondered as she made her way up to the dormitory. When she got there, she took a quick shower, and fell asleep fairly fast, given what had happened that night.
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Draco made his way down the dark staircase, into an even darker stone corridor. He stopped at a painting of a man in his late forties, sitting at a round table by himself, liqueur bottles littering the floor.
"Imperius." The portrait swung open to reveal the Slytherin common room. Just as he suspected, Pansy Parkinson was the first to greet him.
"Oh Draco! You need to visit more! Was it that mudblood? I bet she's trying to take you from me! Nobody can ruin us though! We're the perfect couple!" she shrieked.
"First of all Pansy, I need to be doing my head job, second of all, no it wasn't the mud- it wasn't her. She's not trying to do anything. And would you get off me?! We are *not* a couple. Not now, not *ever*! So just, stay away from me!" Draco said coldly. Pansy burst into tears, and ran up to her dormitory. He looked around the common room, and all the girls were staring at him in disbelief. The next to come over were Crabbe and Goyle.
"Yeah, what's up with you and the mudblood anyway? I've been seeing you two around each other a lot, even if she is head girl." Goyle said.
"Nothing, I just- I have to go." Draco said. He couldn't tell them that he and Hermione had become friends. They would report it to his father, who would *not* like it at all.
Draco turned and walked out the portrait hole. ~what was the point of that? Well, at least now I've got Pansy off my back. Where do I go now? Library's closed, it's raining outside. Might as well go back to the dormitory. I hope Hermione's asleep. I don't feel like talking. I'm too tired. So much has happened today, and it's only what, the first day back? Well, at least tomorrow's Saturday. I can sleep late. ~ "Sugar quill." He walked in to an empty common room. He heard faint snores coming from Hermione's room, and laughed. ~She snores. I guess she's *not* all that perfect. ~
____ A voice was calling her. It sounded familiar, but she just couldn't place it. "Hermione, come to me."
"Where are you?" she asked.
"Out here. Hermione. Come to me, Hermione."
"She walked out of the entrance hall, onto the dark grounds, and looked around. Then she saw him; a hooded figure standing by the lake. Slowly, she walked over. When she reached to stranger, he grabbed her hand. "Who are you?"
He ignore Hermione's question. "Come with me." He started walking along to shoreline of the lake, still holding her hand.
"Where are we going?" Hermione asked.
"Shh. You'll see." They stopped at boat. "Come on." He pulled her in. The stranger rowed them to the middle of the lake. It was lit by the moon, and it looked beautiful.
"Who are you?" she asked again. She still couldn't see his face. It was too dark.
"It's me." He said, and pulled down his hood. Hermione gasped.
"Draco?"
"Yes."
"Wh-what's going on?"
"I need to tell you something."
"What?"
"Hermione, I love you. And I can understand if you-"
"No. I do. I love you too, Draco."
The two leaned in. Closer. Closer. They were an inch apart.
BANG.
There was a flash of blue light, and the steady lake turned into a giant whirlpool. Hermione lost her balance on the boat, and fell in. She was swirling round and round, getting sucked into the middle.
"Hermione! NO!" Draco tried to jump in after her, but was stopped by a hand grabbing his arm.
"Now, now Draco, I don't think the dark lord would be too pleased if he found out you sacrificed your life for a filthy little mudblood." Said Lucius Malfoy.
"Let go of me you bastard! I don't care what that ass thinks! I love her!" Draco yelled. Hermione was fighting to stay above water. She wanted to hear this.
"And I hate you too! You filthy scumbag!"
"I've heard enough from you! How dare you insult me boy! You will pay! Just like your mother did! Avada Ked-"
"NOOOO!!" Hermione screamed. There was a flash of green light, and Draco's lifeless body fell into the water. "Nooo! No!" Hermione kept screaming. Tears were falling from her eyes.
"You girl! You filthy mudblood slut! You have corrupted my son! You will pay as well!" He reached his hand out, and Hermione flew from the water, onto the boat. He grabbed her by the neck, and pulled out his wand.
"Nooo!!! Let go of me! Let go of me!"
"Hermione! Hermione!!"
"Let go of me!"
"Hermione wake up! It's me." He shook her awake.
Hermione jerked back to life. Draco was sitting in front of her, holding her arms. "I heard you screaming and I came running! Are you okay? What happened?"
"Oh my god. Oh my god." She was breathing heavily and tears were flowing freely down her face. "The-the lake . . . and-and Lucius . . . Blue light . . . I-I fell . . . swirling whirlpool. . . He got you and w-went for m-me." She sobbed.
"Whoa, Hermione, calm down. Just start from the beginning."
Hermione told him about the dream, only she left out the 'I love you' part, and the fact that they almost kissed.
"-I was just so scared, you know? All I could do was scream." Hermione was bawling.
"Shh, it's okay. It's okay, it was only a dream. It never happened." This time, Draco was the one that hugged Hermione. She was a little stunned at first, but hugged him back. They sat like that for a while, and Hermione fell asleep on Draco's shoulder. He lied her back down, and went to get the blankets off his bed. He figured he should be there just in case she dreamed again.
Draco set up his blanket's on the armchair in Hermione's room. ~She looks so peaceful when she's sleeping. ~
"I think I do love you Hermione, not just in your dreams." He said quietly.
Apparently Hermione wasn't asleep. She smiled broadly, and rolled over to her side. *He loves me* If it was possible, her smile grew bigger just by thinking of what just happened. ___________
A/n: how was that? It took me a while, even thought I know it's kinda short. Please Review!!
*tfsbaby*